When Lin Chuan saw the second housekeeper leaving, he broke the iron door lock with his palm and entered the side room.

The room was dark. Lin Chuan glanced at the room through the light from the crack of the door. The huge room was empty.

"Wan'er? Wan'er?..." Lin Chuan called.

"Wan'er, I'm brother Achuan! Wan'er, are you in the room? Wan'er?" Lin Chuan called while rummaging around.

I searched under the bed, in the closet, under the table, and any hiding place, but found no trace of Qiao Waner.

Lin Chuan opened the quilt on the bed, and there was still warmth. The small pink cloth shoes under the bed proved that Qiao Waner did live here.

Lin Chuan Jian's eyebrows were furrowed, and he was thinking quickly in his mind. Could it be that Wan'er has been taken away, shouldn't he? Then why is the door locked and the second housekeeper is still guarding the door.

Suddenly he heard what sounded like crying coming from under his feet. Lin Chuan was startled. He immediately lay down on the ground with his ears pressed to the floor and listened carefully. There was indeed crying coming out. The sound was very faint and was completely covered up by the noise outside. If it weren't for him,

With Lingxin turned on, his senses are so sharp that it would be difficult for ordinary people to detect it. Thinking of what Wan'er said before about the children crying that he often hears in the dead of night, Lin Chuan couldn't help but frown, and doubts arose in his heart.

Lin Chuan lay on the floor, groping and tapping, and finally discovered that one slate had a different sound than the others. There were two finger-sized holes on the edge of the slate. Lin Chuan inserted his two fingers into it, clasped it upwards, and lifted the slate.

It didn't move at all.

Lin Chuan couldn't help but be startled when he took a closer look. The stone slabs in the room were all the Fengling Town Stones he had seen outside the city before.

Lin Chuan gathered his spiritual power at his fingertips and lifted it up again. The stone slab only trembled slightly. Suddenly he heard footsteps coming from outside the door. Lin Chuan rolled over and hid under the bed, holding his breath and concentrating.

The door opened with a bang, and a tall shadow appeared, followed by several more shadows.

"How's it going? Has it been discovered?!" Jiafu asked.

"When I returned to my employer, the room had been rummaged through, and the floor tiles had not been touched. It should not have been discovered." Tu Youyinwen replied angrily.

"Hmph! It doesn't matter even if it's discovered. This underground cage is made of stone. With that kid's Huang Lingjing cultivation level, there's no way he can open it." Another rough voice came, and Lin Chuan had heard his voice.

, he should be Tu Youjin, the chief steward.

"Don't be careless. Fortunately, the jade girl was sent to the underground palace in advance. If you have money, keep the tribute here and never leave again. If you have gold, take it to the nursing home and search the house inside and outside. If you don't find it, forget it.

If you find them, kill them on the spot. San'er, follow me to the ancestral hall to arrange the altar. As soon as it gets dark, I will have people move the tributes here to the underground palace. Don't make any mistakes again." Jia Fu ordered the Tu family.

Brother and Jia Sandao.

"yes."

The door was closed, and the room fell into darkness again.

Lin Chuan exhaled slowly and thought about the information he just heard from the conversation between several people. Underground cages, ancestral halls, tributes, jade girls, underground palaces, Lin Chuan sorted out the connections between these information.

The cage on the ground was under him, and Lin Chuan knew that the Nuange, which was next to the winter residence of the head of the family, Jia Fu, was the forbidden area of ​​the Jia family.

The tribute should be in the underground cage, and the jade girl must be Qiao Waner. However, the location of the underground palace is unknown, so Lin Chuan guessed that it was probably related to the ancestral hall.

Lin Chuan did not dare to act rashly, so he could only wait until dark after they had removed the so-called tributes, and then wait for an opportunity to find Wan'er.

The main palace of Licheng City, the meeting hall.

Xiao Moxin was wearing an aqua blue skirt and sat on the main seat. There were two people sitting on her left and right hands.

The maid beside her saw Xiao Moxin's look and said immediately: "Today we invite the Sifang City Gate Spirit Generals to come. The Lord of the City has important matters to discuss, which are related to the safety of the people of Licheng..."

"It is our duty to protect the people of Licheng. If the city lord has anything to say, just ask me to wait!" General Ling of the East Gate saw the maid's hesitation in speaking and immediately expressed his position.

"Just tell me..." The other three spirit generals also agreed.

Xiao Moxin smiled and nodded, then slowly said: "You have stayed in Licheng longer than me, so you should have heard of the name Jia Tianzhao."

Upon hearing this name, the four spirit generals all had varying degrees of panic in their eyes.

"City... Why did the Lord of the City suddenly mention his name?" The East Gate Spirit General wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked hesitantly.

"Jia Tianzhao will break out of seclusion after two more blood meals." Xiao Moxin's voice was not loud, but the four spirit generals in front of him were like thunder.

"If the four of you don't want to go back to the old days, then come with me to Jia's house tonight and kill him completely while he's feasting on blood." Xiao Moxin said in a deep voice.

Xiao Moxin was absolutely convinced. If she hadn't been seriously injured by the fire-absorbing Luo Qun, she would have waited for an opportunity to get rid of the ancestor of the Jia family. Now that the injury has healed, if she doesn't get rid of the devil now, if he waits until he breaks through the realm

Jie, I may not be the opponent of that old evil thing.

"It's just that his great-great-granddaughter is also here. I heard that his great-great-granddaughter is now the favored concubine of the Eastern Emperor. If we act rashly, will we offend His Majesty the Eastern Emperor?" East Gate Spirit General asked in a low voice.

"I will explain to you, Your Majesty. At that time, all you have to do is help me block the Jia Mansion's land-traveling spiritual masters. I will be the one to deal with Jia Tianzhao!" Xiao Moxin said in a deep voice.

"This... may I ask the city lord how sure you are?" The East Gate Spirit General looked at the three colleagues around him, and then turned to ask Xiao Moxin.

"Ninety percent!" Xiao Moxin said domineeringly without hesitation.

"We will follow the Lord of the City to the death!" The four spirit generals looked at each other for a long time with determination in their eyes. They were unwilling to go back to the past and were dominated by the fear of the ancestors of the Jia family. They said in unison.

Jia Tianzhao is the ancestor of the Jia family in Licheng. He practiced evil skills by devouring the flesh and blood of infants and children. Now he has reached the fourth level of Tianling. He is an out-and-out big devil. He has served in Licheng successively

The city lords are all Jia Tianzhao's puppets, except for the previous city lord who relied on his cultivation in the Third Realm of Heavenly Spirit to refuse to succumb to Jia Tianzhao. As a result, he was plotted by the Jia family and died with no body intact. The city lord's mansion was bloodbathed overnight, and the whole family was wiped out.

No one survived. However, Jia Tianzhao was seriously injured as a result and has been in seclusion since then.

The sky was darkening, and the Jia Mansion in Licheng fell into an eerie silence. The servants and maids finished their work early and went to bed.

The windowless wing was opened again, and the lampstand in the room was lit. Lin Chuan, who was hiding under the bed, held his breath again and watched the movements of the people coming. Four people came in, and the leader was Tu Youyin. Tu Youyin walked to the piece with the hole.

In front of the floor, he leaned down, inserted his two fingers into the hole and gently lifted up the weight stone. The cry of a child could be heard from underneath.

"Lao Lu, what the hell are you doing down there for a living? Why don't you just shut the mouths of these babies! I feel upset when I hear this!" Tu Youyin yelled at the bottom.

"I'm the only one here to serve these living ancestors, and I'm almost exhausted." Lao Lu complained in a low voice.

"Stop talking nonsense and bring the tribute quickly!"

Lin Chuan moved slightly outward and looked at the underground entrance with wide eyes.

A doll with its hands and feet tied was handed over. It looked like it was no more than two or three years old. Its mouth was tightly stuffed with a ball of cloth. The doll was a little wilted, and it was obvious that it had been frightened.

Tu Youyin from above took the doll and stuffed it into a sack and handed it to the nurse behind him, who then passed it on to the outside world.
Chapter completed!